i had a dream about meeting a lovely carapacian man who loved me in a way so familiar after I was sent away from joining in a group meal. Unfortunately I'm like 62% sure that my brain regurgitated up the visage of Spamton and smeared it across the carapacian build so instead of feeling wistfully romantic, I feel like a human domesticated clown mashing her diamonds and stars into the machine that turns plastic into ballpit balls
Kult: +13
Total: 13